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I’ve wrestled the thought for days

Pick up the phone, just to hang up

The dial tone was proof enough

To break this calloused heart

And, maybe it doesn’t make sense

But, it’s the best I’m able to convey

How hollow missing you has made me

And, why I still can’t contact you to this day



And, longing doesn’t feel like I imagined it to

Instead of my heart desiring the pursuit

My heart is only desiring the bad news

That a broken heart can undo with enough time



I missed you, and forgot to live my own life

Distraught and down-trodden I began to realize

That sometimes, the only thing hope does

Is provide an excuse to close your eyes

And, lose your dreams in the desire

Of reestablishing what has died



And, taking into account my addictive personality

It’s almost impossible salvaging

The broken relationships surrounding me

And, the consequences of rarely letting go



If there are reasons in the mistakes that I’ve made

And, if time does reveal them

The way time supposedly reveals lessons such as those

It’s probably best I catch my breath

So, that when wisdom comes, I’ll know

How not to repeat myself